slow dancing in a burning room

It felt strange to be treated like a child, but also extremely comforting. She hadn't given much thought to their size difference since their time in the gully, but as he swung her over his shoulders, she was immediately reminded of just how tiny she was by comparison. Eris suddenly felt very, very small. But she trusted him with her life, and so she relaxed herself against his body and hung on to his own scruff with her teeth.

With her positioned on top of him the scent of her heat was almost overwhelming. Confused by her own hormonal changes, Eris leaned into his touch and tapped out the special name she had given Oxide in Ademic against his shoulder. Why did she feel this way? She always wanted to be close to him but now she wanted to be close in a way she didn't quite understand. "If we get far enough, we should rest," she whispered from her perch on his back, just loud enough to be heard over the wind.